I accomplished my primary goal for the weekend: to paint my toes. 
The urge came over me on Friday when I wore sandals to work for the first time this spring. Brain said, “Feet, don’t you think you’d look prettier with a little sparkle?” Feet were sold. They needed to shine!
(Side note: the answer to that question is always yes. The more sparkle, the better.)
Saturday afternoon, as I rooted around my tiny makeup Caboodle (yup, still got one!), I had quite the realization. I hadn’t painted my nails since pre-South America. Since 2006.
Well, Brain was right. They do look pretty. However, it’s just not a sight I’m used to seeing. I keep catching a glimpse out of the corner of my eye and Brain shouts, “Ah! There’s something on your foot!” Chill out Brain. This was your idea, remember?
Next step towards normaldom – invest in some remover so the sparklies aren’t still hanging on a month from now.
(Yes, I have veiny feet. I blame on the decade of my youth that they spent in ballet shoes.)
your feet are BEAUTIFUL ! Have you ever considered becoming a foot model ? If you do i can help
By: J. D on May 24, 2011
at 3:14 pm